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University  of  California  •  Berkeley 

The  Theodore  H.  Koundakjian 

Collection 
of  American  Humor 


THE 

MOTHER  GOOSE; 


CONTAINING 


ALL  THE  MELODIES  THE  OLD  LADY  EVER  WROTE. 


EDITED   BY 


DAME  GOSLIN. 


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NEW  YORK: 
LEAVITT    &    ALLEN, 


PREFACE. 

AN  edition  of  the  real,  original,  and  uncorrupted 
melodies  of  Mother  Goose  has  long  been  desired  by 
the  lovers  of  ancient  poetry.  Being  myself  a  lineal 
descendant  of  that  venerable  person,  and  having  in  my 
possession  all  her  original  manuscripts  with  her  latest 
corrections,  I  was  fortunately  able  to  supply  this  want 
in  a  manner  which  shall  leave  nothing  further  to  be 
desired.  The  present  edition,  therefore,  which  I  have 
edited  with  great  care  and  immense  labour,  may  hence 
forward  be  considered  the  standard  edition — the  family 
edition,  setting  at  nought  all  editions  of  outside  person 
ages  who  have  no  connexion  with  the  Goose  Family. 

The  embellishments  are  from  the  sketches  of  an 
artist  who  was  a  contemporary  of  Mother  Goose,  and 
they  were  presented  to  her  by  him  shortly  before  her 
lamented  death.  I  frxmd  them  in  a  portfolio  in  the 
drawer  of  a  very  ancient  black  walnut  bureau,  preserved 
in  the  family  as  a  relic.  Of  course  they  have  never 
before  been  published. 

Eutered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  IS50,  by  Geo.  S.  Appleton,  in  the  Clark's 
Office  of  the  District  Court  of  the  Eastern  District  of  Pennsylvania, 


A,  B,  C,  tumble  down  D, 

The  cat's  in  the  cupboard,  and  can't  see  me. 


AT  Brill  on  the  Hill, 
The  wind  blows  shrill, 

The  cook  no  meat  can  dress; 
At  Stow  in  the  Wold 
The  wind  blows  cold, — 

I  know  no  more  than  this. 


TOMMY  TROT,  a  man-of  law, 
flold  his  bed  and  lay  upon  straw : 
Sold  the  straw  and  slept  on  grass, 
To  buy  his  wife  a  looking-glass. 


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Bow,  wow,  wow, 

Whose  dog  art  thou? 
Little  Tom  Tinker's  dog, 

Bow,  wow,  wow. 


ROWSTY  dowt,  my  fire's  all  out, 

My  little  dame  is  not  at  home ! 

I'll  saddle  my  duck,  and  hridle  my  hen, 

And 'fetch  my  little  dame  home  again  I 

Home  she  came,  tritty,  trot, 

She  asked  for  the  porridge  she  left  in  the  pot  j 

Some  she  ate  and  some  she  shod, 

And  some  she  gave  to  the  truckler's  dog ; 

She  took  up  the  ladle  and  knocked  its  head, 

And  now  poor  Dapsy  dog  is  dead  1 


DING,  dong,  darrow, 

The  cat  and  the  sparrow ; 

The  little  dog  has  burnt  his  tail, 

And  he  shall  be  hang'd  to-morrow. 


COME  dance  a  jig 
To  my  Granny's  pig, 

With  a  raudy,  rowdy,  dowdy; 
Come  dance  a  jig 
To  my  Granny's  pig, 

And  pussy-cat  shall  crowdy. 


ONE,  two, 

Buckle  my  shoe; 

Three,  four, 

Shut  the  door ; 

Five,  six, 

Pick  up  sticks ; 

Seven,  eight, 

Lay  them  straight ; 

Nine,  ten, 

A  good  fat  hen ; 


Eleven,  twelve, 
Who  will  delve? 
Thirteen,  fourteen, 
Maids  a  courting ; 
Fifteen,  sixteen, 
Maids  a  kissing ; 
Seventeen,  eighteen, 
Maids  a  waiting ; 
Nineteen,  twenty, 
My  stomach  'a  empty. 


ONE'S  none; 

Two's  some; 

Three's  a  many; 

Four's  a  penny; 

Five  is  a  little  hundred. 


BIRDS  of  a  featlier  flock  together, 
And  so  will  pigs  and  swine ; 

Eats  and  mice  will  have  their  choice, 
And  so  will  I  have  mine. 


LITTLE  General  Monk 

Sat  upon  a  trunk 
Eating  a  crust  of  bread ; 

There  fell  a  hot  coal 

And  burnt  in  his  clothes  a  hole, 
Now  General  Monk  is  dead. 

Keep  always  from  the  firo : 

If  you  catch  your  attire, 
You  too,  like  Monk,  will  be  dead. 


HARK,  hark, 

The  dogs  do  bark, 
Beggars  are  coming  to  town ; 

Some  in  jags, 

Some  in  rags, 
And  some  in  velvet  gowns. 


I  HAD  a  little  pony, 

His  name  was  Dapple-Gray, 
I  lent  him  to  a  lady, 

To  ride  a  mile  away ; 
She  whipped  him,  she  slashed  him, 

She  rode  him  through  the  mire} 
I  would  not  lend  my  pony  now 

For  all  tho  lady's  hire. 


HEY  !  diddle  diddle, 

The  cat  and  the  fiddle, 
The  cow  jumped  over  the  moon; 

The  little  dog  laugh'd 

f  o  see  such  craft, 
While  the  dish  ran  after  the  spoon. 


LAVENDER  blue,  and  Eosemary  green, 
When  i  am  king,  you  shall  be  queen, 
Call  up  my  maids  at  four  of  the  clock, 
Some  to  the  wheel,  and  some  to  the  rock, 
Some  to  make  hay,  and  some  to  shell  corn. 
And  you  and  I  to  keep  the  bed  warm. 


BAH,  bah,  black  sheep, 

Have  you  any  wool  ? 
Yes,  marry,  have  I, 

Three  bags  full : 
One  for  my  master, 

And  one  for  my  dame, 
But  none  for  the  little  boy 

Who  cries  in  the  lane. 


HOP  away,  skip  away,  my  baby  wants  to  play, 
My  baby  wants  to  play  every  day. 


BYE,  baby  bunting, 
Daddy's  gone  a  hunting, 
To  get  a  little  hare's  skin, 
To  wrap  a  baby  bunting  in. 


There  was  a  man  and  he  had  naught, 

And  robbers  came  to  rob  him ; 
He  crept  up  to  the  chimney  top, 

And  then  they  thought  they  had  him ; 
But  he  got  down  on  t'other  side, 

And  then  they  could  not  find  him : 
He  ran  fourteen  miles  in  fifteen  days, 

And  never  look'd  behind  him. 


COME,  let's  to  bed, 
Says  Sleepy-head ; 

Tarry  awhile,  says  Slow : 
Put  on  the  pot, 
Says  Greedy-gut, 

Let's  sup  before  we  go 


If  a  man  who  turnips  cries, 
Cries  not  when  his  father  dies, 
It  is  a  proof  that  he  would  rather 
Have  a  turnip  than  his  father. 


CURLY  locks  !  curly  locks  !  wilt  thou  be  mine  ? 
Thou  shalt  not  wash  dishes,  nor  yet  feed  the  swine ; 
But  sit  on  a  cushion  and  sew  a  fine  seam, 
And  feed  upon  strawberries,  sugar,  and  cream 


THREE  blind  mice,  see  how  they  run  ! 
They  all  ran  after  the  farmer's  wife, 
Who  cut  off  their  tails  with  the  carving  knifdj 
Did  you  ever  see  such  fools  in  your  life  ? 

Three  blind  mice. 


FEEDUM,  fiddledum  fee, 
The  cat's  got  into  the  tree. 
Pussy,  come  down, 
Or  I'll  crack  your  crown, 
And  toss  you  into  the  sea. 


THREE  wise  men  of  Gotham 
Went  to  sea  in  a  bowl : 
And  if  the  bowl  had  been  stronger, 
My  song  would  have  been  longer. 


THE  lion  and  the  unicorn 

Were  fighting  for  the  crown } 
The  lion  beat  the  unicorn 

All  round  about  the  town. 
Some  gave  them  white  bread, 

And  some  gave  them  brown ;  , 
Some  gave  them  plum-cake, 

And  sent  them  out  of  town. 


'TWAS  the  twenty-ninth  of  May,  'twas  a  holiday, 
Four  and  twenty  tailors  set  out  to  hunt  a  snail ; 
The  snail  put  forth  his  horns,  and  roared  like  a  bull, 
Away  ran  the  tailors,  and  catch  the  snail  who  wull. 


LITTLE  King  Boggen  he  built  a  fine  hall, 
Pie-crust  and  pastry-crust,  that  was  the  wall ; 
The  windows  were  made  of  black-puddings  and  white, 
And  elated  with  pan-cakes — you  ne'er  saw  the  like. 


JOG  on,  jog  on,  the  footpath  way, 
And  merrily  jump  the  style,  boys, 

A  merry  heart  goes  all  the  day, 
Your  sad  one  tires  in  a  mile,  boys. 


ROBIN  and  Richard  were  two  pretty  men ; 
They  laid  in  bed  till  the  clock  struck  ten ; 
Then  up  starts  Robin  and  looks  at  the  sky, 
Oh !  brother  Richard,  the  sun's  very  high : 

The  bull's  in  the  barn  threshing  the  corn, 
The  cock's  on  the  dunghill  blowing  his  horn, 
The  cat's  at  the  fire,  frying  of  fish, 
The  dog's  in  the  pantry,  breaking  his  dish. 


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HOGS  in  the  garden,  catch  'em,  Towser, 
Cows  in  the  corn-field,  run  boys,  run. 
Cats  in  the  cream -pot,  run  girls,  run  girls, 
Fire  on  the  mountains,  run  boys,  run. 


PIT,  pat,  well-a-day, 
Little  Robin  flew  away. 
Where  can  little  Robin  be  ? 
Gone  into  the  cherry  tree. 


LITTLE  Jack  Jingle, 

He  used  to  live  single : 
But  when  he  got  tired  of  this  kind  of  life, 
He  left  off  being  single,  and  liv'd  with  his  wife. 


THE  cat  sat  asleep  by  the  side  of  the  fire, 
The  mistress  snored  loud  as  a  pig : 

Jack  took  up  his  fiddle,  by  Jenny's  dedre, 
And  struck  up  a  bit  of  a  jig. 


To  market,  to  market,  to  buy  a  fat  pig, 
Home  again,  home  again,  dancing  a  jig; 

Bide  to  the  market  to  buy  a  fat  hog, 
Home  again,  home  again,  jiggety-jog. 


A  CAT  came  fiddling  out  of  a  barn, 
With  a  pair  of  bagpipes  under  her  arm ; 
She  could  sing  nothing  but  fiddle  cum  fee, 
The  mouse  has  married  the  humble-bee; 
Pipe,  cat, — dance,  mouse, 
We'll  have  a  wedding  at  our  good  house. 


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LITTLE  Robin  Red-breast, 

Sat  upon  a  hurdle ; 
With  a  pair  of  speckled  legs, 

And  a  green  girdle. 


There  was  a  man  in  our  town, 

And  he  was  wond'rous  wise, 
He  juinp'd  into  a  bramble  bush, 

And  scratched  out  both  his  eyes ; 
And  when  he  saw  his  eyes  were  out, 

"With  all  his  might  and  main 
He  jurnp'd  into  another  bush, 

And  scratched  them  in  again. 


BRYAN  O'LiN,  and  his  wife,  and  wife's  mother, 
They  all  went  over  a  bridge  together  : 
The  bridge  was  broken,  and  they  all  fell  in, 
The  deuce  go  with  all !  quoth  Bryan  O'Lin. 


THERE  was  a  king,  and  he  had  three  daughters, 
And  they  all  lived  in  a  basin  of  water ; 

The  basin  bended 

My  story's  ended. 
If  the  basin  had  been  stronger, 
My  story  would  have  been  longer. 


PUSSY-CAT,  pussy-cat,  where  have  you  been  ? 
I've  been  up  to  London  to  look  at  the  queen. 
Pussy-cat,  pussy-cat,  what  did  you  there  ? 
I  frightened  a  little  mouse  under  the  chair. 


IF  I'd  as  much  money  as  I  could  spend, 
I  never  would  cry,  old  chairs  to  mend; 
Old  chairs  to  mend,  old  chairs  to  mend ; 
I  never  would  cry,  old  chairs  to  mend. 

If  I'd  as  much  money  as  I  could  tell, 
I  never  would  cry,  old  clothes  to  sell ; 
Old  clothes  to  sell,  old  clothes  to  sell ; 
I  never  would  cry,  old  clothes  to  sell. 


THERE  was  an  old  woman 
Lived  under  a  hill } 

And  if  she's  not  gone, 
She  lives  there  still. 


INTERY,  mintery,  cutery-corn; 
Apple  seed  and  apple  thorn ; 
Wine,  brier,  limber-lock, 
Five  geese  in  a  flock, 
Sing  and  sing  by  a  spring, 
0-u-T,  and  in  again. 


RIDE  a  cock-horse  to  Banbury-cross, 

To  buy  little  Johnny  a  galloping-horse ; 

It  trots  behind,  and  it  ambles  before, 

And  Johnny  shall  ride  tillfre  can  ride  no  more. 


SOLOMON  GRUNDY, 
Born  on  Monday, 
Christened  on  Tuesday, 
Married  on  Wednesday, 
Took  ill  on  Thursday, 
"Worse  on  Friday, 
Died  on  Saturday, 
Buried  on  Sunday: 
This  is  the  end 
Of  Solomon  Grundy. 


GOOSEY  goosey  gander, 

Where  shall  I  wander  ? 
Up  stairs,  down  stairs, 

And  in  my  lady's  chamber ; 
There  I  met  an  old  man 

That  would  not  say  his  prayers ; 
I  took  him  by  the  left  leg, 

And  threw  him  down  stairs. 


FEE,  Faw,  Foe,  Fum, 

I  smell  the  blood  of  an  Englishman, 

Dead  or  alive,  I  will  have  some. 


MULTIPLICATION  is  Taxation, 

Division  is  as  bad  ] 
The  Kule  of  Three  doth  puzzle  me, 

And  Practice  drives  me  mad. 


THERE  was  an  owl  lived  in  an  oak, 

Wisky,  wasky,  weedle; 

And  every  word  he  ever  spoke     . 

"Was  fiddle,  faddle,  feedle. 

A  gunner  chanced  to  come  that  way, 

Wisky,  wasky,  weedle; 

Says  he,  « I'll  shoot  you,  silly  bird/7 

Fiddle,  faddle,  feedle. 


DEEDLE,  deedle,  dumpling,  my  son  John 
Went  to  bed  with  his  breeches  on ; 
One  shoe  off,  the  other  shoe  on, 
Deedle,  deedle,  dumpling,  my  son  John. 


A  cow  and  a  calf, 

An  ox  and  a  half, 
Forty  good  shillings  and  three ; 

Is  that  not  enough  tocher 

For  a  shoemaker's  daughter, 
A  bonny  lass  with  a  black  e'e  ? 


THERE  was  an  old  woman  of  Norwich, 
Who  lived  upon  nothing  but  porridge ; 
Parading  the  town, 
She  turned  cloak  into  gown, 
This  thrifty  old  woman  of  Norwich. 


I  HAD  a  little  hobby-horse,  and  it  was  well  shod, 

It  carried  me  to  the  mill-door,  trod,  trod,  tod ; 

When  I  got  there  I  gave  a  great  shout, 

Down  came  the  hobby-horse,  and  I  cried  out. 

Fie  upon  the  miller,  he  was  a  great  beast, 

He  would  not  come  to  my  house,  I  made  a  little 

feast ; 

I  had  but  a  little,  but  I  would  give  him  some, 
For  playing  of  his  bag-pipes  and  beating  his  drum. 


HUB  a  dub  dub, 

Three  men  in  a  tub ; 
And  who  do  you  think  they  be  ? 

The  butcher,  the  baker, 

The  candlestick  maker, 
Turn  'em  out,  knaves  all  three  ! 


BIDE  a  cock-horse  to  Coventry-cross 
To  see  what  Emma  can  buy; 

A  penny  white  cake  Fll  buy  for  her 
And  a  twopenny  tart  or  a  pie. 


SING,  sing,  what  shall  I  sing  ? 

The  cat  has  eaten  the  pudding-string ! 

Do,  do,  what  shall  I  do  ? 

The  cat  has  bitten  it  quite  in  two. 


WHEN  the  wind  is  in  the  east, 
'Tis  neither  good  for  man  nor  beast} 
When  the  wind  is  in  the  north, 
The  skilful  fisher  goes  not  forth ; 
When  the  wind  is  in  the  south, 
It  blows  the  bait  in  the  fishes'  mouth ', 
When  the  wind  is  in  the  west, 
Then  'tis  at  the  very  best. 


WHO  comes  here  ? 

A  grenadier. 
What  do  you  want  ? 

A  pot  of  beer. 
Where's  your  money  ? 

I  've  forgot. 
Get  you  gone, 

You  drunken  sot ! 


MISTRESS  Mary,  quite  contrary, 
How  does  your  garden  grow  ? 

With  silver  bells  and  cockle  shells, 
And  maidens  all  a  row. 


THERE  were  two  birds  sat  on  a  stone, 

Fa,  la,  la,  la,  lal,  de ; 
One  flew  away,  and  then  there  was  one, 

Fa,  la,  la,  la,  lal,  de; 
The  other  flew  after,  and  then  there  was  none, 

Fa,  la,  la,  la,  lal,  de ; 
And  so  the  poor  stone  was  left  all  alone, 

Fa,  la,  la,  la,  lal,  de ! 


THE  little  black  dog  ran  round  the  house, 

And  set  the  bull  a  roaring, 
And  drove  the  monkey  in  the  boat, 

Who  set  the  oars  a  rowing, 
And  scared  the  cock  upon  the  rock, 

Who  cracked  his  throat  with  crowing. 


LITTLE  Tom  Tucker 
Sings  for  his  supper ; 
What  shall  he  eat  ? 
White  bread  and  butter. 
How  shall  he  cut  it 
Without  e'er  a  knife  ? 
How  will  he  be  married 
Without  e'er  a  wife  ? 


THE  Quaker's  wife  got  up  to  bake, 
Her  children  all  about  her, 

She  gave  them  every  one  a  cage, 
And  the  miller  wants  his  moulter. 


PUSSY-CAT  sits  by  the  fire, 

How  did  she  come  there  ? 
In  walks  the  little  dog, 

Says,  "  Pussy  !  are  you  there  ? 
How  do  you  do,  Mistress  Pussy  ? 

Mistress  Pussy,  how  d'ye  do  V9 
"  I  thank  you  kindlyj  little  dog, 

I  fare  as  well  as  you !" 


MASTER  I  have,  and  I  am  his  man, 
Gallop  a  dreary  dun ; 
Master  I  have,  and  I  am  his  man, 
And  I'll  get  a  wife  as  fast  as  I  can ; 
With  a  heighly  gaily  gamberally, 

Higgledy  piggledy,  niggledy,  niggledy, 

Gallop  a  dreary  dun 


THE  sow  came  in  with  the  saddle, 

The  little  pig  rock'd  the  cradle, 

The  dish  jump'd  over  the  table, 

To  see  the  pot  with  the  ladle. 

The  broom  behind  the  butt 

Call'd  the  dish-clout  a  nasty  slut : 
Odds-bobs,  says  the  gridiron,  can't  you  agree? 
Fm  the  head  constable, — come  along  with  me. 


Hey  ding  a  ding,  ding,  I  heard  a  bird  sing, 
The  parliament  soldiers  are  gone  to  the  king. 


As  I  was  going  up  the  hill, 
I  met  with  Jack  the  piper, 

And  all  the  tunes  that  he  could  play 
"Was  "  Tie  your  clothes  up  tighter." 

I  tied  them  once,  I  tied  them  twice, 
I  tied  them  three  times  over ; 

And  all  the  songs  that  he  could  sing 
Was  "  Carry  me  safe  to  Dover." 


.     0  RARE  Harry  Parry, 

"When  will  you  marry  ? 
When  apples  and  pears  are  ripe. 

I'll  come  to  your  wedding, 

Without  any  bidding, 
And  dance  with  your  bride  all  night. 


WHEN  I  was  a  little  boy  my  mammy  kept  me  in, 
But  now  I  am  a  great  boy  I  'm  fit  to  serve  the 

king; 

I  can  handle  a  musket,  and  I  can  smoke  a  pipe, 
And  I  can  kiss  a  pretty  girl  at  twelve  o'clock  at 

night. 


JACK  be  nimble, 

And  Jack  be  quick : 
And  Jack  jump  over 

The  candle-stick. 


ONE  to  make  ready, 
And  two  to  prepare; 

Here  goes  the  rider, 

And  away  goes  the  mare. 


TRIP  and  go,  heave  and  hoe, 
Up  and  down,  to  and  fro; 
From  the  town  to  the  grove, 
Two  and  two  let  us  rove, 
A  inaying,  a-playing; 
Love  hath  no  gainsaying; 
So  merrily  trip  and  go, 
Merrily  trip  and  go  ! 


SWEEP,  sweep, 

Chimney  sweep, 
From  the  bottom  to  the  top, 

Sweep  all  up, 

Chimney  sweep, 
From  the  bottom  to  the  top. 

Climb  by  rope, 

Or  climb  by  ladder, 
Without  either 

I'll  climb  farther. 


SHAKE  a  leg,  wag  a  leg,  when  will  you  gang? 
At  midsummer,  mother,  when  the  days  are  lang. 


THE  man  in  the  moon 

Came  tumbling  down, 
And  ask'd  his  way  to  Norwich. 

He  went  by  the  south, 

And  burnt  his  mouth 
With  supping  cold  pease-porridge. 


THERE  was  an  old  woman 

Lived  under  a  hill, 
She  put  a  mouse  in  a  bag, 

And  sent  it  to  mill ; 
The  miller  did  swear 

By  the  point 'of  his  knife, 
He  never  took  toll 

Of  a  mouse  in  his  life ! 


LITTLE  Jack  Homer  sat  in  the  corner, 

Eating  a  Christmas  pie  : 
He  put  in  his  thumb,  and  he  took  out  a  plum, 

And  said,  "  What  a  good  boy  am  1 1" 


THIRTY  days  hath  September, 
April,  June,  and  November ; 
"February  has  twenty-eight  alone, 
All  thv5  rest  have  thirty-one, 
Excepting  leap-year,  that  ;s  the  time 
When  February's  days  are  twenty-nine. 


THERE  was  an  old  woman  toss'd  up  in  a  baskei, 
Nineteen  times  as  high  as  the  moon ; 

Where  she  was  going  I  couldn't  but  ask  it, 
For  in  her  hand  she  carried  a  broom. 

Old  woman;  old  woman,  old  woman,  quoth  1, 
0  whither,  0  whither,  0  whither  so  high  ? 

To  brush  the  cobwebs  off  the  sky ! 
Shall  I  go  with  thee  ?  Ay,  by  and  by. 


"  ROBERT  BARNS,  fellow  fine, 
Can  you  shoe  this  horse  of  mine  ?" 
"  Yes,  good  sir,  that  I  can, 
As  well  as  any  other  man  : 
There's  a  nail,  and  there's  a  prod, 
And  now,  good  sir,  your  horse  is  shod." 


JACK  and  Jill  went  up  the  hill, 

To  fetch  a  pail  of  water ; 
Jack  fell  down,  and  broke  his  crown, 

And  Jill  came  tumbling  a'ter. 


I  WOULD,  if  I  could; 

If  I  couldn't,  how  could  I  ? 
I  couldn't  without  I  could,  could  I  ? 
Could  you  without  you  could,  could  ye  ? 

Could  ye,  could  ye  ? 
You  couldn't  without  you  could,  could  ye  ? 


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THERE  were  two  blackbirds 

Sitting  on  a  hill, 
The  one  named  Jack, 

The  other  named  Jill; 
Fly  away,  Jack ! 
Fly  away,  Jill! 
Come  again,  Jack ! 
Come  again,  Jill ! 


JACK  SPRAT'S  pig 
He  was  not  very  little 
Nor  yet  very  big; 
He  was  not  very  lean, 
He  was  not  very  fat ; 
He'll  do  well  for  a  grunt, 
Says  little  Jack  Sprat. 


PETER  PIPER  picked  a  peck  of  pickled  pepper ; 
A  peck  of  pickled  pepper  Peter  Piper  picked ; 
If  Peter  Piper  picked  a  peck  of  pickled  pepper, 
Where's  the  peck  of  pickled  pepper  Peter  Piper 
picked  ? 


BLOW,  wind,  blow !  and  go,  mill,  go  ! 

That  the  miller  may  grind  his  corn ; 

That  the  baker  may  take  it, 

And  into  rolls  make  it, 

And  send  us  some  hot  in  the  morn. 


THERE  was  an  old  man, 
And  he  had  a  calf, 

And  that's  half; 
He  took  him  out  of  the  stall, 
And  put  him  on  the  wall ; 

And  that's  all. 


LITTLE  Johnny  Pringle  had  a  little  Pig, 
It  was  very  little,  so  was  not  very  big, 
As  it  was  playing  beneath  the  shed, 
In  half  a  minute  poor  Piggy  was  dead. 
So  Johnny  Pringle  he  sat  down  and  cried, 
And  Betty  Pringle  she  laid  down  and  died. 
There  is  the  history  of  one,  two,  and  three, 
Johnny  Pringle,  Betty  Pringlo,  and  Piggy  Wiggie. 


TAFFY  was  a  Welshman,  Taffy  was  a  thief; 
Taffy  came  to  my  house  and  stole  a  piece  of  beef; 
I  went  to  Taffy's  house,  Taffy  was  not  at  home ; 
Taffy  came  to  my  house  and  stole  a  marrow-bone. 

I  went  to  Taffy's  house,  Taffy  was  not  in ; 
Taffy  came  to  my  house  and  stole  a  silver  pin : 
I  went  to  Taffy's  house,  Taffy  was  in  bed, 
I  took  up  a  poker  and  flung  it  at  his  head. 


To  market,  to  market,  to  buy  a  penny  bun, 
Home  again,  home  again,  market  is  done. 


0  WHERE  are  you  going, 
My  pretty  maiden  fair, 

With  your  red  rosy  cheeks 
And  your  coal-black  hair  ?- 

I'm  going  a-milking — 
Kind  sir,  says  she — 

And  it's  dabbling  in  the  dew 
Where  you'll  find  me  ! 


THE  King  of  France,  with  twenty  thousand 
Went  up  the  hill,  and  then  came  down  again ; 
The  King  of  Spain,  with  twenty  thousand  more, 
Climb'd  the  same  hill  the  French  had  climb' d  before. 


TOM,  Torn,  the  piper's  son, 
Stole  a  pig,  and  away  he  run ! 
The  pig  was  eat,  and  Tom  was  beat, 
And  Tom  went  roaring  down  the  street. 


DIBBITY,  dibbity,  dibbity,  doe, 
Give  me  a  pancake, 

And  I'll  go. 

Dibbity,  dibbity,  dibbity,  ditter, 
Please  to  give  me 

A  bit  of  a  fritter. 


ROBIN  the  Bobbin,  the  big-bellied  Ben, 
He  eat  more  meat  than  fourscore  men ; 
He  eat  a  cow,  he  eat  a  calf, 
He  eat  a  butcher  and  a  half; 
He  eat  a  church,  he  eat  a  steeple, 
He  eat  the  priest  and  all  the  people ! 

A  cow  and  a  calf, 
An  ox  and  a  half, 
A  church  and  a  steeple, 
And  all  the  good  people, 
And  yet  he  complain' d  that  his  stomach  wasn't  full. 


DAFFY-DOWN-DILLY  is  new  come  to  town, 

With  a  petticoat  green,  and  a  bright  yellow  gown, 

And  her  little  white  blossoms  are  peeping  around. 


WHEN  good  King  Arthur  ruled  this  land, 

He  was  a  goodly  king ; 
He  bought  a  peck  of  barley-meal, 

To  make  a  bag-pudding. 

A  bag-pudding  the  king  did  make, 
And  stufFd  it  well  with  plums : 

And  in  it  put  great  lumps  of  fat, 
As  big  as  my  two  thumbs. 

The  king  and  queen  did  eat  thereof, 

And  noblemen  beside ; 
And  what  they  could  not  eat  that  night, 

The  queen  next  morning  fried. 


IT'S  once  I  courted  as  pretty  a  lass, 

As  ever  your  eyes  did  see ; 

But  now  she's  come  to  such  a  pass, 

She  never  will  do  for  me. 

She  invited  me^to  her  own  house, 

Where  oft  I'd  been  before, 

And  she  tumbled  me  into  the  hog-tub, 

And  I'll  never  go  there  any  more. 


OVER  the  water,  and  over  the  lea, 
And  over  the  water  to  Charley. 
Charley  loves  good  ale  and  wine, 
And  Charley  loves  good  brandy, 
And  Charley  loves  a  pretty  girl, 
As  sweet  as  sugar-candy. 


JACK  SPRAT  could  eat  no  fat, 
His  wife  could  eat  no  lean ; 

And  so,  betwixt  them  both,  you  see, 
They  lick'd  the  platter  clean. 


LITTLE  Dicky  Dilver 

Had  a  wife  of  silver. 

He  took  a  stick  and  broke  her  back, 

And  sold  her  to  the  miller ; 

The  miller  wouldn't  have  her, 

So  he  threw  her  in  the  river. 


SING  a  song  of  sixpence, 

A  bag  full  of  rye ; 
Four-and-twenty  blackbirds 

Baked  in  a  pie ; 
When  the  pie  was  opened, 

The  birds  began  to  sing; 
Was  not  that  a  dainty  dish 

To  set  before  the  king  ? 

The  king  was  in  his  counting-houso 

Counting  out  his  money; 
The  queen  was  in  the  parlour 

Eating  bread  and  honey ; 
The  maid  wascn  the  garden, 

Hanging  out  the  clothes, 
There  came  a  little  blackbird, 

And  snapt  off  her  nose. 


HEY,  my  kitten,  my  kitten, 
And  hey,  my  kitten,  my  deary ; 

Such  a  sweet  pet  as  this 
Was  neither  far  nor  neary. 

Here  we  go  up,  up,  up, 

And  here  we  go  down,  down,  downy ; 
And  here  we  go  backwards  and  forwards, 

And  here  we  go  round,  round,  roundy. 


Eigadoon,  rigadoon,  now  let  him  fly. 

Sit  upon  mother's  foot,  jump  him  up  high. 


I  HAD  a  little  husband 
No  bigger  than  my  thumb; 

I  put  him  in  a  pint  pot, 
And  there  Ibid  him  drum. 

I  bought  a  little  horse 
That  gallop' d  up  and  down; 

I  bridled  him,  and  saddled 

him, 
And  sent  him  out  of  town. 

I  gave  him  some  garters, 
To  garter  up  his  hose, 

And  a  little  handkerchief, 
To  wipe  his  pretty  nose. 


A  LITTLE  boy  went  into  a  barn, 
And  lay  down  on  some  hay ; 

An  owl  came  out,  and  flew  about, 
And  the  little  boy  ran  away. 


SING  jigmijole,  the  pudding-bowl, 
The  table  and  the  frame ; 

My  master  he  did  cudgel  me 
For  kissing  of  my  dame. 


Is  John  Smith  within  ? — 

Yes,  that  he  is. 

Can  he  set  a  shoe  ? — 

Ay,  marry,  two, 

Here  a  nail,  there  a  'nail, 

Tick  tack,  too. 


BYE,  baby  bumpkin, 
Where's  Tony  Lumpkin  ? 
My  lady's  on  her  death-bed, 
With  eating  half  a  pumpkin. 


IP  wishes  were  horses, 

Beggars  would  ride ; 
If  turnips  were  watches, 

I  would  wear  one  by  my  side, 


LITTLE  blue  Betty  lived  in  a  den, 

She  sold  good  ale  to  gentlemen  : 

Gentlemen  came  every  day, 

And  little  blue  Betty  hopp'd  away. 

she  hopp'd  up  stairs  to  make  hor  bed, 

And  she  tumbled  down  and  broke  her  head. 


I'LL  tell  you  a  story 
About  Jack  a  Nory, — 

And  now  my  story's  begun : 
I'll  tell  you  another 
About  Jack  his  brother, — 

And  now  my  story's  done. 


THERE  were  two  blackbirds  sitting  on  a  hill, 
One  named  Jack,  and  the  other  named  Jill ; 
Fly  away,  Jack, — fly  away,  Jill, 
Come  again,  Jack, — come  again,  Jill. 


CUSHY  cow  bonny,  let  down  thy  milk, 
And  I  will  give  thee  a  gown  of  silk : 
A  gown  of  milk  and  a  silver  tee, 
If  thou  wilt  let  down  thy  milk  to  mo. 


ONE  misty  moisty  morning, 

When  cloudy  was  the  weather, 

There  I  met  an  old  man 

Clothed  all  in  leather ] 

Clothed  all  in  leather, 

"With  cap  under  his  chin, 

How  do  you  do,  and  how  do  you  do, 

And  how  do  you  do  again ! 


DING,  dong,  bell, 

Pussy's  in  the  well ! 

Who  put  her  in  ? — 

Little  Tommy  Lin. 

Who  pulled  her  out  ? — 

Dog  with  long  snout. 

What  a  naughty  boy  was  that; 

To  drown  poor  pussy-cat, 

Who  never  did  any  harm, 

But  kiird  the  mice  in  his  father's  barn. 


Shoe  the  horse,  and  shoe  the  mare, 
But  let  the  little  colt  go  bare. 


ONE  a  penny,  two  a  penny,  hot  cross-buns ; 

If  your  daughters  do  not  like  them,  give  them  to 

your  sons. 
But  if  you  should  have  none  of  these  pretty  little 

elves, 
You  cannot  do  better  than  to  eat  them  yourselves. 


€  HAD  a  little  dog,  and  his  name  was  Blue  Bell, 

I  gave  him  some  work  and  he  did  it  very  well ; 

I  sent  him  up  stairs  to  pick  up  a  pin, 

He  stepped  in  the  coal-scuttle  up  to  the  chin ; 

I  sent  him  to  the  garden  to  pick  some  sage, 

He  tumbled  down  and  fell  in  a  rage ; 

I  sent  him  to  the  cellar,  to  draw  a  pot  of  beer/ 

He  came  up  again  and  said  there  was  none  there. 


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LITTLE  boy  blue,  come  blow  up  your  horn, 
The  sheep's  in  the  meadow,  the  cow's  in  the  corn ; 
Where's  the  little  bdy  that  looks  after  the  sheep  ? 
He's  under  the  hiycock  fast  asleep. 


CROSS  patch, 

Draw  the  latch, 
Sit  by  the  fire  and  spin ; 

Take  a  cup, 
.   And  drink  it  up, 
Then  call  your  neighbours  in. 


PAT-A-CAKE,  pat-a-cake,  baker's  man  ! 
So  I  will,  master,  as  fast  as  I  can : 
Pat  it,  and  prick  it,  and  mark  it  with  T; 
Put  in  the  oven  for  Tommy  and  me. 


SEE,  saw,  Margery  Daw, 

Little  Jackey  shall  have  a  new  master ; 
Little  Jackey  shall  have  but  a  penny  a  day, 

Because  he  can't  work  any  faster. 


HUSH  a  bye,  baby,  on  the  tree  top, 
When  the  wind  blows,  the  cradle  will  rock ; 
When  the  bough  bends,  tlra  cradle  will  fall, 
Down  will  come  baby,  bough,  cradle,  and  all. 


THE  Queen  of  Hearts 
She  made  some  tarts, 

All  on  a  summer's  day : 
The  Knave  of  Hearts, 
He  stole  the  tarts, 

And  took  them  clean  away. 

The  King  of  Hearts 
Called  for  the  tarts, 

And  beat  the  Knave  full  sore : 
The  Knave  of  Hearts 
Brought  back  the  tarts, 

And  vow'd  he'd  steal  no  more. 


